Текст песни Хмельная ворга - Топоры да мечи

It became boring to live in a non-Russian way,
Well fed and sweet to drink.
Steppe knocks on the window like dawn
They ask for a sword and a shield!

The blacksmith has strayed - not that forges.
Nails and horseshoe oppression.
Steel rings, hums in the furnace.
The hammer groans - "axes and swords!"

The horse stood still, the whip was dry.
Only a cart and a clamp.
Under the saddle rushes zealously.
He smells a cute sword and shield!

My wife understood - I'm not myself,
Not her but not another.
Cook cabbage soup in a cast iron,
Bread and salt ...

The blood began to boil and subsided,
Only a song has spilled.
Serve wine and rolls
And the enemy - axes and swords!